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Mum,

September 3, 2018January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ 2 Comments

I love that you painted the Rolling Stones on your bedroom wall. Life size. In black. And that you danced with Rod Stewart. And that you climbed the Christmas tree in the market square with your best friend. And the story of how you first met dad down the folk club, and that you thought … Continue reading Mum,

So Lonely

February 14, 2018January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ 1 Comment

For those of you unfamiliar with the BBC Radio Four programme, 'Desert Island Discs', I feel that some background information may assist in your understanding of the words to come. The programme was thought up by Roy Plomley, who presented the show 1942-1985! Then came Parky, followed by Sue Lawley 1988-2006. The current presenter is … Continue reading So Lonely

Road trip – finale

October 22, 2017January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ 3 Comments

Palm trees and hot tubs Once upon a time, an English symphony orchestra decided that an ornate Tuscan church would make a lovely alternative to their usual London concert venue, and a plan was hatched forthwith. A plan that came to the ears of a lady writer and her chap, with an invitation to pack … Continue reading Road trip – finale

Road trip – part three

October 8, 2017January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ 8 Comments

Part three - Italy A gigantic, immovable mountain blocking a short cut to Italy? 'We can't go over it. We can't go under it. We've got to go through it', as Michael Rosen might say. Mont Blanc was, obviously, impossible to miss, and his mouth could be glimpsed ahead, wide open and hungry for vehicles … Continue reading Road trip – part three

Road trip – part two

August 25, 2017January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ 2 Comments

Part two - roof down (for ten minutes) As the car swung through the open gates...wow.  A beautiful, palatial French manor house, dating back to 1766, set in lush green grounds. Cream coloured stone, the fourth tier in grey brick with matching slate roof. Tall double doors in the centre, with pairs of long shuttered windows … Continue reading Road trip – part two

Road trip – part one

August 20, 2017January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ 4 Comments

Part one - roof up As a schoolgirl, September for me always brought with it a mixture of feelings. Joy, at the thought of using my new pencil case, sporadic slivers of excitement at the idea of fresh beginnings and the unknown, but predominantly, trepidation. New school year, new lessons, new teacher. Eeek! At primary school … Continue reading Road trip – part one

#GE2017

June 11, 2017January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ 1 Comment

More cars than usual, more pedestrians too, for this street, at this time. Despite the rain there is an air of busyness  - as if the occupants of the surrounding houses have all decided to go and buy the morning paper at the same time, like perhaps one would, if one lived in a delicious … Continue reading #GE2017

Wedding words

May 28, 2017January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ Leave a comment

Once upon a time, a lovely dark haired anaesthetist, of the German kind, asked a lady writer to embark on a top secret mission. A mission to combine words and joy and love. A secret literary quest, the findings of which were only to be revealed on the day of his wedding to his true … Continue reading Wedding words

Today I will write a poem

April 13, 2017January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ 5 Comments

Today I will write a poem, I think, it feels like a good thing to do. But my head is lacking coherent words and my rollerball hasn't a clue. Inspiration is playing a rascally trick, an elaborate hide and seek. Despite me hunting my hardest, it turns out I'm lacking technique. I extend my search … Continue reading Today I will write a poem

Rodent requiem

March 31, 2017January 17, 2021 ~ cathystrings ~ 2 Comments

'The music block is closed until further notice'. This stark proclamation shouts at me from an A4 piece of paper sellotaped to the outer door. I read the smaller print beneath the title for further explanation. Vandalism. I sigh. Guitars have been subjected to yogurt abuse and the carpet embedded with biscuits. The destructive properties … Continue reading Rodent requiem

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